Thursday, May 31, 2007
Margarine is Plastic Experiment...Yup the results of the margarine test is out...I chose not to post pictures coz it would look rather odd to have pics of margarine on my blog (dont want to look like a blog on recipes!)
But it's true, no insects or fungus growing on it...hmmm..so guess it is rather close to plastic ..hard to digest that for some i bet...
So take good care of those cows...
Labels: Experiment, Margarine
Purplerose @ 6:54 AM | 0 Comments
Working Girls...
My life is pretty much governed by a set of principles that i set for myself. And one of them which i hold close to my heart is "Never to look down at others". So i was rather surprised when a guy friend made several unexpected comments about a working girl whom we saw recently when we were out.
The comments got me quite upset, not cause i am in favour of females taking on such roles but more cause of how people degrade them for the job they do. I told my friend that no one had the right to look down at such girls. We are lucky to have a good life but they arent, of all you know she probably comes from a difficult struggling backgroud and she had no much choice but to earn her dough in such a manner.
He wasnt as open to that reasoning and said still she could choose to do something else. Which is true but I feel that sometimes it's not easy for some and for these girls they probably have no much choice.
My thoughts are not always as liberal on certain issues but in this instance i feel it's not right to look down at a person's state especially if she is plagued by poverty. (whether or not she is, i wasnt sure but i gave her the benefit of doubt). You never know when you will end up in a rut and you might end up doing worse things then these girls just to make ends meet. (God forbid it)...
My life is pretty much governed by a set of principles that i set for myself. And one of them which i hold close to my heart is "Never to look down at others". So i was rather surprised when a guy friend made several unexpected comments about a working girl whom we saw recently when we were out.
The comments got me quite upset, not cause i am in favour of females taking on such roles but more cause of how people degrade them for the job they do. I told my friend that no one had the right to look down at such girls. We are lucky to have a good life but they arent, of all you know she probably comes from a difficult struggling backgroud and she had no much choice but to earn her dough in such a manner.
He wasnt as open to that reasoning and said still she could choose to do something else. Which is true but I feel that sometimes it's not easy for some and for these girls they probably have no much choice.
My thoughts are not always as liberal on certain issues but in this instance i feel it's not right to look down at a person's state especially if she is plagued by poverty. (whether or not she is, i wasnt sure but i gave her the benefit of doubt). You never know when you will end up in a rut and you might end up doing worse things then these girls just to make ends meet. (God forbid it)...
Labels: Background, Girls, Poverty, Principles, Working Girls
Purplerose @ 6:20 AM | 0 Comments
As some of you might know, i have selective memory of things that happen. I seem to only remember things that i need to or things that have a significant impact in my life. There are several things from the past that amazing are still etched deeply in my memory. One of them was a literature lesson in Secondary 2 (2nd year high school).
I was 14 then and the lesson was on poetry. Mr Kumar, at least i think that was the name of that teacher, was going about trying to teach us, a thing or 2 about poems. He tasked the class of 35 to think of our greatest fears. And the condition was, no two people had to have the same fear. Now i know that everyone is unique, but at 14 how much of the world have you experienced to have 35 extremely different fears!And unfortunately, he had to start with the other corner of the class. So as he moved down the rows, my classmates stood up giving him one fear or another. Some you could tell were clearly made up as they stood up to answer. I remember most of my fears being mentioned and i was terrified of not having a fear left. Can u believe that?!
First taken was spiders, then roaches, and insects (someone had to use the collective term), then darkness and so on. I couldnt think of any fear i had left. And i was totally blank. I am never good at lying and had the habit of taking work all too seriously ever since young. But as my turn drew nearer, it became clear what i was afraid of. No, it wasnt the teacher. But i was afraid of not knowing how to react when it was my turn. So when it was my turn, i stood up and said i was afraid of myself. The class was stunned. I remember Mr Kumar looking at me and after awhile he said that was the best answer he has gotten so far and the most interesting.
Naturally, the boys in the class, being the idiots they were, started staring at their hands and screaming!! I had to explain myself for some reason for my fear that i had just declared. And i did. I told Mr Kumar, i wasnt afraid of how i look or how people look at me, but i was more afraid of my reactions to things and in some cases how my reactions could even hurt the people around me. What made me said that was a flashback i had at that point in time.
I was reminded by an incident where my mother was very upset with me for my frankness (yes, i have been frank all my life, even as a kid!) about something. I remember i was upset that she was not giving much attention to me compared to my younger sister. I used to be very independent since young and did not need much supervision when it came to studies but still i told her she bothered too much about my sis. It hurt her. Never was my intention to hurt her, but i was just being honest and in a way reacting and voicing out my opinion about the situation.
It was that flashback and the several instances which i remembered where my actions had in one way or another led to unnecessary unpleasantries, that made me stood up and say i was afraid of myself. I guess Mr Kumar must have been surprised when he heard a 14-year old say that( wasnt 14 actually, was 13 since the birthday is at the end of the year). Not many people at that age can analyze themselves to that extent. I tried it out when i was teaching my Sec 2 pupils in Springfield Secondary few years back. The answers i got were far from profound.
Well, till this day, though my anger has much mellowed down with age, it still scares the living daylights out of some when i do get angry. My greatest fear i would still say is Myself. For i am still a very extreme person, i dont think that will change and i will still be frank and honest about my views to things. My reactions to things have always and will always be extreme and i have no intentions about it being any less.
Friday, May 18, 2007
My Greatest FearAs some of you might know, i have selective memory of things that happen. I seem to only remember things that i need to or things that have a significant impact in my life. There are several things from the past that amazing are still etched deeply in my memory. One of them was a literature lesson in Secondary 2 (2nd year high school).
I was 14 then and the lesson was on poetry. Mr Kumar, at least i think that was the name of that teacher, was going about trying to teach us, a thing or 2 about poems. He tasked the class of 35 to think of our greatest fears. And the condition was, no two people had to have the same fear. Now i know that everyone is unique, but at 14 how much of the world have you experienced to have 35 extremely different fears!And unfortunately, he had to start with the other corner of the class. So as he moved down the rows, my classmates stood up giving him one fear or another. Some you could tell were clearly made up as they stood up to answer. I remember most of my fears being mentioned and i was terrified of not having a fear left. Can u believe that?!
First taken was spiders, then roaches, and insects (someone had to use the collective term), then darkness and so on. I couldnt think of any fear i had left. And i was totally blank. I am never good at lying and had the habit of taking work all too seriously ever since young. But as my turn drew nearer, it became clear what i was afraid of. No, it wasnt the teacher. But i was afraid of not knowing how to react when it was my turn. So when it was my turn, i stood up and said i was afraid of myself. The class was stunned. I remember Mr Kumar looking at me and after awhile he said that was the best answer he has gotten so far and the most interesting.
Naturally, the boys in the class, being the idiots they were, started staring at their hands and screaming!! I had to explain myself for some reason for my fear that i had just declared. And i did. I told Mr Kumar, i wasnt afraid of how i look or how people look at me, but i was more afraid of my reactions to things and in some cases how my reactions could even hurt the people around me. What made me said that was a flashback i had at that point in time.
I was reminded by an incident where my mother was very upset with me for my frankness (yes, i have been frank all my life, even as a kid!) about something. I remember i was upset that she was not giving much attention to me compared to my younger sister. I used to be very independent since young and did not need much supervision when it came to studies but still i told her she bothered too much about my sis. It hurt her. Never was my intention to hurt her, but i was just being honest and in a way reacting and voicing out my opinion about the situation.
It was that flashback and the several instances which i remembered where my actions had in one way or another led to unnecessary unpleasantries, that made me stood up and say i was afraid of myself. I guess Mr Kumar must have been surprised when he heard a 14-year old say that( wasnt 14 actually, was 13 since the birthday is at the end of the year). Not many people at that age can analyze themselves to that extent. I tried it out when i was teaching my Sec 2 pupils in Springfield Secondary few years back. The answers i got were far from profound.
Well, till this day, though my anger has much mellowed down with age, it still scares the living daylights out of some when i do get angry. My greatest fear i would still say is Myself. For i am still a very extreme person, i dont think that will change and i will still be frank and honest about my views to things. My reactions to things have always and will always be extreme and i have no intentions about it being any less.
Labels: Fear, Great, Lesson, Literature, Memory
Purplerose @ 11:15 PM | 2 Comments
Something very odd happened today. I had to go lunch with a friend and he had this thing about being on time. I never fancy the fact that he always picks on it and in fact he's the only one guy i know who will go into full swing sarcasm at any expense when engaging me in a conversation. Sometimes i find it's his way of communicating with me (rather upseting at times)...Anyway...so i was making my way to the lunch venue when i got a call, he was on the line asking where i was and that i should start running since he was already at the restaurant. That pissed me off big time. I could have sworn i could have clawed him. I was close to picking up the phone and telling him go have lunch alone but i didnt. Maybe there was a reason why i didnt...afterall, everything happens for a reason.
He probably doesnt know this, unless he reads this blog that he taught me a very valuable lesson in life today. Not about punctuality of course..that's like my trademark..but something about life.
Guys whom i know have a tendecy to quiz me about my love life and he did the routine.So i told him bits of it..who i might have interest in and all...but there's this one thing that came out from that conversation that made me realise...Maybe i am looking at all this in the wrong light...He said "There is no such things as true love..bells dont ring and all and things wear off...it's how comfortable you are with the person". He went on to say that ultimately people need to be comfortable with each other coz things wear off..the sex,the fun and all and once that happens ..u just have to be able to tolerate each other's presence.
He's right and i thank him for reminding me that bells dont ring when u are in love, the love that you are looking for is merely a comfort zone where you are able to let this one person within your personal sphere and live with it for the rest of your life. I dont know how soon that will happen but i am looking forward to the one who i am comfortable with... :>
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Finding Mr Right...Something very odd happened today. I had to go lunch with a friend and he had this thing about being on time. I never fancy the fact that he always picks on it and in fact he's the only one guy i know who will go into full swing sarcasm at any expense when engaging me in a conversation. Sometimes i find it's his way of communicating with me (rather upseting at times)...Anyway...so i was making my way to the lunch venue when i got a call, he was on the line asking where i was and that i should start running since he was already at the restaurant. That pissed me off big time. I could have sworn i could have clawed him. I was close to picking up the phone and telling him go have lunch alone but i didnt. Maybe there was a reason why i didnt...afterall, everything happens for a reason.
He probably doesnt know this, unless he reads this blog that he taught me a very valuable lesson in life today. Not about punctuality of course..that's like my trademark..but something about life.
Guys whom i know have a tendecy to quiz me about my love life and he did the routine.So i told him bits of it..who i might have interest in and all...but there's this one thing that came out from that conversation that made me realise...Maybe i am looking at all this in the wrong light...He said "There is no such things as true love..bells dont ring and all and things wear off...it's how comfortable you are with the person". He went on to say that ultimately people need to be comfortable with each other coz things wear off..the sex,the fun and all and once that happens ..u just have to be able to tolerate each other's presence.
He's right and i thank him for reminding me that bells dont ring when u are in love, the love that you are looking for is merely a comfort zone where you are able to let this one person within your personal sphere and live with it for the rest of your life. I dont know how soon that will happen but i am looking forward to the one who i am comfortable with... :>
Labels: Fate, Mr Right, Punctuality, True love
Purplerose @ 6:53 AM | 0 Comments
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